Chapter 8

After Roy was released from the Smash Hospital, the redhead grew worse from there. Despite Marth and Ike's efforts to be there for him, Roy continued to push them away, saying that he was fine. He was also barely eating or sleeping, making the Hero King and the mercenary more concerned for their friend.

During the first few weeks back in the Smash Mansion, Bowser and his pals were still harassing Roy. They tended to destroy his food whenever the redhead got the chance to eat, and they also entered his room to destroy everything he possessed.

One day, however, Bowser and his pals went too far.

Roy came down for lunch, sighing. He knew that as soon as he tried to eat, Bowser and company would bother him.

When he sat with Marth and Ike at the table and got his food, he was surprised that his harassers did not come to him.

Roy raised an eyebrow as he looked around for the offending people, but he did not see them anywhere.

"Roy?"

Roy whirled around to face Marth.

"Is something wrong?" Marth asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Just…needed to make sure that those idiots weren't going to try to harass me," was Roy's reply.

Ike sighed. "If they're planning anything, I'll stab them!"

"Ike," Roy whispered with a frown, "please. Don't make it worse than it already is…"

"But you're depressed, and the more those asshats hurt you, the worse you've gotten! We can't just stand by and let it happen—"

"Hey Rooooooooy!"

Roy gulped down a lump in his throat. "Oh boy…"

Then, Bowser, Bowser Jr., Ganondorf, and Wario walked towards Roy. Roy placed his hands around his plate of food as a way to defend it from being destroyed.

However, the four grinned.

"How are you doin', chum?" Bowser mocked.

Roy ignored them. He did not even turn his head to face them.

Bowser's grin slowly turned into a frown. "C'mon! Say hey to me!"

"Back off, Bowser," Ike growled. "He doesn't have time for your bullshit!"

Bowser turned to his friends and that irritatingly wide grin returned to his face.

"Then, what is this?" Bowser then pulled out an amulet attached to a string.

Roy turned then, and his eyes widened. "F-Father's amulet?! How did you—"

"Found it in yer room," Bowser sneered. "Didn't anyone teach you not to leave your stuff out and your door unlocked?"

Roy gritted his teeth as he got up from his seat, attempting to grab the amulet from Bowser's hands. However, Bowser held it up higher, and thanks to Roy's shorter height, the redhead was unable to reach it.

"Give it back!" Roy yelled.

Ike got up from his seat. "What the hell's wrong with you?! Why are you harassing Roy like this?!"

"Didn't you hear?" Ganondorf chuckled. "He's a clone. Clones are not allowed here!"

Ike growled, and he gripped his sword. "Don't talk about Roy like that!" Before he could raise his sword to strike down Bowser, the Koopa King gripped the amulet tightly.

"STOP!" Roy screamed, tears springing from his eyes.

Bowser Jr. laughed. "Look Papa! He's about to cry! What a baby!"

"Bowser! Give it back! It's the only thing I have left of my father after he died!" Roy cried out, getting on his toes to reach the amulet from Bowser's grasp.

Bowser laughed. "Your dad huh? Then…it's valuable after all!"

Bowser gripped the amulet tightly and…

SMASH!

The amulet was broken into pieces.

Roy's eyes widened as he watched the pieces of his father's amulet falling from Bowser's hand.

He snapped.

With a roar, he gripped his sword and slashed at Bowser's chest.

"THAT WAS MY FATHER'S!" Roy screamed.

Bowser tumbled to the ground. Bowser Jr. gasped as he ran towards his father. Before he could make it though, Roy grabbed his tail and swung the small Koopa around above him. Bowser Jr. screamed and sobbed as Roy let go of his tail, and the young Koopa hit the wall face-first.

Ganondorf ran towards Roy with a Flame Choke, ready to grab him, but Roy dodged out of the way. He then grabbed Ganondorf by the cape and threw him into another wall with only his sheer strength.

Wario stared at his injured comrades in shock. When he felt a shadow envelope him, he turned to see Roy.

"W-we were just joking! Ha ha ha! That's all!" Wario tried to convince Roy.

Roy did not buy Wario's lie as the redhead grabbed his shirt and threw him at another wall.

Marth and Ike watched in horror, their mouths gaping open. The other Smashers also watched with the same facial expressions, all of them shocked that Roy snapped.

Roy then ran towards Bowser, ready to kill him, but Marth grabbed him, restraining him.

"Roy! Calm down!" Marth cried.

"LET GO MARTH!" Roy screamed in rage. "THOSE BASTARDS DESTROYED MY FATHER'S AMULET!"

"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!"

Roy stopped struggling when Master Hand burst into the Smasherteria. The hand looked around, shocked to see Bowser and his buddies on the ground, obviously injured.

"What the hell happened?!" Master Hand yelled.

"Th-that redhead…" Bowser muttered.

Master Hand turned to Roy, who was just calming down as Marth let him go.

"ROY! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Master Hand yelled.

Roy was taken aback by Master Hand's booming voice. He then spoke, "Bowser just destroyed my father's amulet, and I—"

"I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENED!" Master Hand interrupted in a booming voice. "Fighting off-match is FORBIDDEN in this Mansion!"

"Master Hand—"

"NO EXCUSES!" Master Hand yelled. "You are banned from fighting in any matches for a week!"

Roy felt more tears springing from his eyes. "You're not giving me a cha—"

"TWO WEEKS!"

"Bu—"

"A MONTH!"

Roy had enough. He stomped towards Master Hand and screamed, "You know what?! Might as well make it PERMANENT! You don't care about my well-being! All you care about is your damn job! You probably don't even care if I'm dead!"

Master Hand floated back slightly, shocked at Roy's words.

With tears starting to fall, Roy ran out of the Smasherteria.

Marth and Ike watched Roy go, and they stared at each other.

Master Hand sighed. "Well, carry on, everyone. The Miis will take care of the mess." With that, the hand flew out of the Smasherteria.

Marth furrowed his eyebrows, thinking about what Roy had said.

Ike gulped down a lump in his throat, also thinking about Roy's words.

Roy ran into his room and locked the door. He then jumped onto his bed and screamed into a pillow. After a few seconds of muffled screaming, it then turned into sobs.

Anger flooded Roy as he thought about how Master Hand dealt with the situation. Why didn't he defend the redhead when he was being harassed for weeks? Why did he punish Roy instead of the offenders? The other Smashers knew that he was being harassed; why didn't they defend him?

He then thought of the dream he had a few weeks ago. Wolt's death…his father's death…his responsibilities as a Marquess…

I don't think I'm cut out to be a Marquess…he thought, I don't think I'm even cut out to deal with my LIFE. No one understands me…no one…not even Marth…I'm just a big failure…

After a few hours of sobbing into his pillow, Roy got up from his bed. The thoughts of him as a failure continued to swirl in his head as he opened the dresser. Inside, clothes and sheets of paper were neatly folded and placed.

Roy grabbed the sheets of paper and grabbed a pen. Sitting down on a chair beside his desk, he began writing a letter.

To everyone in the Smash Mansion,

I am sorry for being such a failure. I'm sorry for all the things I've done to you all. I hope all of you will forgive me for my faults and failures. Marth, Ike…none of this is your fault. Please don't blame yourselves for my death. I love you both. Please don't cry for me when I'm gone.

-Roy

Roy felt teardrops falling down his face as he wrote the letter. Some of them dropped from his face and stained the paper.

Wiping away his tears, he placed the letter on his bed and grabbed his belongings. He then unlocked the door and walked out of his room to head to each and every Smasher's rooms, placing one item on each of their beds. Once he was done with that, he walked to the back door of the Mansion, tears falling down his eyes.

No one would even care when I'm gone...

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